posted on Feb, 3 2011 @ 09:06 PM
Yeh, the adverts on Blighty's TV do look appealing. However a word of caution! You will sit, cramped and sore, in a plane full of people coughing and
wheezing, as you breath in their reconstituted air, as the hostesses try to get you to buy crap from the duty free trolley; all because the image of
that gorgeous tanned Aussie bird in the bikini walking seductively along a picturesqe beach enticed you off the safety of your couch to fly in a
poorly maintained mass coffin to the land down under. All the time the visions running through your oxygen starved, slightly dizzy, head bring up
images of the outback, Crocodile Dundee and Skippy, all while the tune, Waltzing Matilda plays over and over and over again... Then after 21 hours of
unimaginable terror and discomfort you land only to find that you can't move an inch through the airport without some Aussie wit shouting, "Pommie
Pooftah", Who's the pommie", and of course the hilarious, "what a poof!"
Still, we won the Ashes! Have I mentioned this? lol